Classic Poem

Around Cape Horn we've got to go,
To me way, hay, o-hio!
Around Cape Horn to Call-eao,
A long time ago!

'Round Cape Horn where the stiff winds blow,
'Round Cape Horn where there's sleet and snow.

I wish to God I'd never been born
To me way, hay, o-hio!
To drag my carcass around Cape Horn.
A long time ago!